Streams to Lost Dreams
The melodies of rain drip against my coated window sill
The curtains cannot shield the sound
A melody of dancing dreams
In rivers that started simply as streams...
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Captured by Truth
The floor is tiled in natural hues
Cracked and broken by design
As if imperfections add to beauty
An immaculate hope
That proves to go undefined
Like the tiles I lay naturally
Cracked and broken
Mud tracked trails leave their debris of rejection
Upon layers already sullied by their truth
Pieces beg to be pried from the dirty spots in which
They were forcefully embedded
Another foot always stands by
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